Vicki Munro

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Where There's Heather

Scotland is the country where you'll find the colourful heather in all its wild beauty, and where there's heather there are kilts and other things entirely Scottish.

George Pumpkin—what a funny name—went up to Scotland for a holiday once. He hardly noticed the heather because the place was full of bonny birds. He’s still up there and his firm keeps writing to him asking him when he's coming back. So does his girl friend. But George is quite happy, thank you.

So would you be if you had girls like VICKI MUNRO to look at every day.

Vicki is nineteen and a fashion model.

But despite all the elegant houha of fashion modelling there's nothing Vicki loves more than outdoor sports like tennis and netball, which she plays with such bang-up enthusiasm that all the other girls keep gasping, "Och, my eye." Which is Scottish for "Oh, corks."

Ben's Books

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Strip Lingerie No 13

Ruth Cavendish

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Still Swinging

There's no pin-up girl quite like RUTH CAVENDISH.

Well, that's what all her fans say. And her fans are so fanatical you're chancing your life if you argue with them. You get slung off Tower Bridge or dropped from Nelson's hat. Nelson's hat is so far from the ground in Trafalgar Square that from the time you get dropped to the time you hit the flagstones the pigeons have flown round in six circuits.

Ruth is having a lovely life. She's a cashier and the most infectiously delicious brunette you ever clapped your peepers on. She's as Scottish as Flora MacDonald and as curvy as Clara Bow.

Clara Bow? Who's she?

Sorry, we forgot you didn’t go in for pre-war birds, only for modern swingers like Ruth.

Jean Stewart

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Horse Sense

It isn't only the fellers who like the long legs of JEAN STEWART, a Glasgow salesgirl. Some horses she knows also show a fine sense of appreciation. The talkative one said, "But who'd be a horse? You can't whistle a girl, you can only neigh. And when you neigh they come and tell you that you've already had your oats. What a life.”

Sally Fairfax

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So You're Miss Fairfax?

SALLY FAIRFAX please, and yes, you've caught me in my stole.

Carol Gaye

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Haytime

Down in the wilds of Wiltshire it was all golden with hay, and shop assistant CAROL GAYE took the week-end off to help a farmer friend get everything nice and tidy.

There was hay everywhere, and after carting armfuls of it into the barn to make a tidy pile, Carol got warm enough to shed a garment or two. That was when the feller with the camera appeared. They always do on such occasions. He took some enchanting photographs of the hay and even more enchanting ones of Carol.

Maria Assin

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Hardly Dressed For The Part

It was like this. Lovely MARIA ASSIN was about to put her riding gear on when she heard her horse whinny. So she dashed out of her shooting-box, the place she uses for changing, just in time to stop her mount from galloping off to join another horse five miles away. Although it left Maria hardly dressed for the part, it did at least save her from losing her horse. And if you want to see how Maria coped when she found she’d lost her jodhpurs instead, make sure you get next month’s issue, when Maria and horse will appear again.

Jan Newman

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Driving Us Wild

Whenever we get into a car with JAN NEWMAN, she drives us wild. Jan always keeps her eyes on the road and never runs out of petrol. “What about stopping here to look at the view, dear girl?”

“Now, now, don’t be naughty, you know I’ve got a hairdressing appointment.”

“You change gears remarkably well, you lovely thing.”

“Don’t crowd me and don’t call me names or I’ll tell your wife.” “Oh, that was a jerky change - you put your elbow in my eye.” “Here’s the bus stop. You can get out now and finish your journey on a No. 27.”

That’s what we call really driving us wild.

Paula Vance

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That's Me!

Face to face with herself is pert and pretty PAULA VANCE.

Paula’s a girl who can square up to a mirror with more confidence than we can!

All the mirror tells us is that we need another shave. What it tells Paula is that she doesn’t need a thing - she’s loaded with everything that counts.

Everything that counts may include lolly, but actually we weren't thinking of lolly .

Patricia Blake

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Builder's Mate

Lots of girls are handy with a knitting needle or a piece of material or a cookery book.

But not every girl can say she knows what she’s doing when she’s got a trowel in her hand. To most girls a trowel is an odd-shaped instrument that won’t fit her handbag.

However, one does meet the occasional femme who not only knows what a mortar mix is but can also apply it very neatly with a trowel. Among the enlightened few is PATRICIA BLAKE.

Patricia is a long-legged manicurist whom any builder would love to have for a mate, but Patricia is rather keen on a racing driver. Life is like that. You can never have exactly what you’d like.

Still, if you’ve got a brick wall that needs repairing or even a brick wall that needs building, and you know Patricia well enough to approach her, then you couldn’t wish for a better mortar worker than this delightful girl. She doesn’t know the rate for the job as a builder’s mate but she’ll probably ask for ten bob an hour. You’ll just be able to sit back and supervise.

How divine.

Susan Clegg

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Any Sugar, Honey?

Any girl who works as a grocery assistant is worth knowing in this day of mixed-up priorities.

It's this shortage of sugar. Actually, if we all took only half our usual quota we wouldn't be doing ourselves anything but a favour. Still, habits are habits, and what you've always had you'll always want.

So if you know SUSAN CLEGG, just be nice to her. Susan is a grocery assistant in a Yorkshire village and keeps a very fair and impartial eye on the sugar stocks. But to get away from it all she's just taken up modelling, since she's got a lovely pair of legs and doesn't think they ought to be hidden behind counters all the time.

What a nice, thoughtful glamour girl.

Melanie Cooper

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Farmers Girl

It doesn’t mean that MELANIE COOPER is a milkmaid or ploughs the fields or harvests the corn.

It only means that Melanie, who lives in the lush county of Hampshire, is the toast of any farmer who has a discriminating eye for sex appeal and can get his mind off his beetroots.

That’s not difficult for a farmer’s boy when Melanie is around the place, but it’s sometimes difficult for a dedicated farmer. A dedicated farmer is a man who can’t think about anything but tomorrow’s weather. A farmer’s boy hasn’t got those problems. Melanie likes farmers because they’re lean and masculine and look very vital on horses. Farmer’s boys are only for patting on the head.

Vicki Campbell and Janet Neill

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Skirts Are Shorter!

How high can a hemline soar? VICKI CAMPBELL and JANET NEILL give us a preview of their reply to the Parisian designers. Any poll you care to take will show 99% in favour of the Campbell-Neill line.

The 1% ! That’ll be our office boy—he thinks Vicki and Janet could have lopped off another couple of inches. That boy’s too old for his years.

Sylvia Grant

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It All Happens At Once

It always does. Take the case of pretty SYLVIA GRANT, for instance. Not only does she get caught up in the brambles but she also takes a tumble, and she wasn’t doing anything to anybody, merely fighting her way through a prickly hedge.

Ah well, as long as you can laugh about it afterwards it’s hardly the end of the world. It can just hurt at the time, that’s all. Sylvia, by the way, is a shorthand-typist with vitalistics of 37"-23"-36" and loves a party.

Not you, Nigel, you’re not a party, you’re an insurance broker. Keep your mind on premiums.